6 A WOODLAND SUMMON& Maiden frank and free. Leave the town with me; •L?a.ve five city for the woodlands. For tire fields of emerald corn. For the meads with running streamlets Singing praises to t'be morn: For the hills that bourad thedlatance. Crowned with purple diadems; For ttie sunshine on the dewdrops. Decking trees and plants with gema. Maiden sweet and fair. Young and debonair; the city's smoke and hurry, Ncver-eea-sing toll and pain, Jlolsy streets and noisome alleys. Love of gold and greed of gain. Where the soul is cribbed and cabined, Wtverw tihe heart has lack of room, Where the ghosts of want and hunger Stalk, around In robes of gloom. Maiden dear and free. Nature here wo sec — Nature irv her robes of beauty. Glowing in her summer dress, E"ree from artificial fetters. Free from sorrow and distress. Soothed by sound of running waters. Charmed by humming of the bees, TJ&I u-s rest wiflhin the shadows Of the grand primeval trees. —Thormas Dunn English, in N. T. Inde peodent. I SftT im-is'sTfyfrsor -V-Ly ' PART 111. CHAPTER Xlll.—Continued. The captain was too bright to be in the wa3'. lie whipped out of sight in a ixiomeut, leaving Silver to arrange the party; and 1 fancy it was as well he did .•so. Ilad he been on deck, he could no Jlntig-er so much as have pretended not to understand the situation. It was as s>fcmi as day. Silver was the captain, and a mighty rebellious crew he had of it. The honest hands—and 1 was soon •to see it proved that there were such ■ou board—must have been very stupid fellows. Or, rather, I suppose the truth was this: that all hands were disaffect ed by the example of the ringleaders—- only some more, some less; and a few, foe-ing good fellows in the main, could (neither be led nor driven any further. B£t is)one thing to be idle and skulk, and •rjnf'ce another to take a ship and mur «der a number of innocent men. A t, last, however, the party was made Six fellows were to stay on board, untS the remaining 13, including Silver, tjrjrJTi to «;mbark. Then it was that there came into my head the first of the mad notions that oontributed so much to save our lives. If six men were left by Silver, it was plain our party could not take and fight the ship; and since only six were left, it.was equally plain that the cabin par tly bad no present need of my assist ;»iim. It occurred to me at once togo j-jh.Qre. In a jiffy I had slipped over the side, and curled up in the fore-sheets of the nearest boat, and almost at the *amr moment she shoved off. iVd on« took notice of roe, only the sow oar saying: "Is that you, Jim? Keep wrar head down." But Silver, from the other boat, looked sharply owr and called out to know if that v»;r<! me; and from that moment I be to regret what I had done. 75M? crews raced for the beach; but <he boat I was in, having some start, being at once the lighter and the better manned, shot far ahead of her • consort, and the bow had struck among the shore-side trees, and I had caught or bra nch and swung myself out, and , i- } y, oh w 'V- : W-'H o'; ; / » - m; 7 I "Jim: Jim!" I heard him • taoutin*. ol.tinged into the nearest thicket, while and the rest were still 100 yards bebltkd. ".fim, Jim!" I heard him shouting. But you may suppose I paid no heed; jumping, ducking, and breaking through, Iran straight before my nose, till I could run no longer. CHAPTER XIV. THE FIRST BLOW, i . , , ~ so pleased at having given the mip to xs, j o jj n that I began to enjoy cav He If and k , , ~, . J . 'k around me with some interest ou the , , -autre land that I was an. ° I had crossed a mars. fract fuU of willows, bulrushes, and ou. outxUntl iish. awampy trees, and I had no\. „ ome out upon the skirts of an open piece undulating, sandy country, about a zaile long, dotted with a few pines, and a great number of contorted trees, not unlike the oak in growth, but pale in 'the. fWteage. like willows. On the far etcV of the «,pen stood one of the hills, Vfit'U twa quaint, craggy peaks, shining tiriiily iu tlit' sun. / now felt for the first time the joy tit exploration. The isle was uninhab ited; say shipmates I had left behind, andi nrSitMng lived in front of me but dumb br-uteu and fowls. I turned .bi.th«tf and thither among the trees. Here and there were flowering plants vjnkno')';n to me: here and there 1 saw istckikea, ai.d one raised his head from a ksr/ge ot a rock and hissed at me with « noise not unlike the spinning of a jop Little did I suppose that he was a deadly enemy, and that the noise wa« the famous rattle. Then 1 came to a long 1 thicket of these oak-like trees —live or evergreen oaks, I heard afterward they should be called —which grew low along the sand like brambles, the boughs curiously twist ed, the foliage compact, like thatch. The thicket stretched down from the top one of the sandy knolls, spreading and growing taller as it went, until it reached the margin of the broad, reedy fen, through which the nearest of the little rivers soaked its way into the an chorage. The marsh was steaming in the strong sun, and the outline of the Spy-glass trembled through the haze. AH at once there began togo a sort of bustle among the bulrushes; a wild duck flew tip with a quack, another fol lowed, and soon over the whole surface of the marsh a great cloud of birds hung screaming and circling in the air. I judged at once that some of my shipmates must be drawing near along the borders of the fen. Nor was I de ceived; for soon I heard the very dis tant and low tones of a human voice, which as 1 continued to give ear, grew steadily louder and nearer. This put me in great fear, and I crawled under cover of the nearest live oak and squatted there, hearkening, as silent as a mouse. Another voice answered; and then the first voice, which I now recognized to be Silver's, once more took up the story, and ran on for a long while in a stream, only now and again interrupt ed by the other. Isy the sound they must have been talking earnestly, and almost fiercely; but no distinct word came to my hearing. At last the speakers seemed to have paused, and perhaps to have sat down; for not only did they cease to draw any nearer, but the birds themselves began to grow more quiet, and to settle again to their places in the swamp. And now 1 began to feel that I was neglecting my business; that since 1 had been so foolhardy as toeomeashore with these desperadoes, the least I could do was to overhear them at their councils; and my plain and obvious duty was to draw as close as I could manage, under the favorable ambush of the crouching trees. I could tell the direction of the speak ers pretty exactly, not only by the sound of their voices, but by the be havior of the few birds that still hung in alarm above the heads of the in truders. Crawling on all-fours, I made steadily but slowly toward them; till at last, raising my head to an aperture among the leaves, 1 could see clear down into a little green dell beside the marsh, and closely set about with trees, where Long John Silver and another of the crew stood face to face in con versation. The sun beat full upon them. Silver had thrown his hat beside him on the ground, and his great, smooth, blonde face, all shining with heat, was lifted to the other man's in a kind of appeal. "Mate," he was saying, "it's because I thinks gold-dust of you—gold-dust, and you may lay to that! If I hadn't took to you like pitch, do you think I'd have been here a-warning of you? All's up —you can't make nor mend; it's to save your neck that I'm a-speaking, and if one of the wild 'uns knew it, where 'ud I be, Tom—now, tell me, where 'ud I be?" "Silver," said the other man—and I observed he was not only red in the face, but spoke as hoarse as a crow, and his voice shook, too, like a taut rope— "Silver," says he, "you're old, and you're honest, or has the name for it; and you've money, too, which lots of poor sailors hasn't; and you're brave, or I'm mistook. And will you tell me you'll let yourself be led away with that kind of a rness of swabs? not you! As sure as God sees me, I'd sooner lose my hand. If I turn again my dooty—" And then all of a sudden he was inter rupted by a noise. I had found one of the honest hands-—well, here, at that same moment, came news of another. Far away out in the marsh there arose, all of a sudden, a sound like the cry of anger, then another on the back, of it; and then one horrid, long-drawn scream. The rocks of the Spy-glass re echoed it a score of times; the whole troop of marsh-birds rose again, dark ening heaven, with a simultaneous whir; and long after that death yell was still ringing in my brain, silence had reestablished its empire, and only the rustle of the redescending birds and the boom of the distant surges dis turbed the languor of the afternoon. Tom had leaped at the sound, like a horse at the spur; but Silver had not winked an eye. lie stood where he was, resting lightly on his crutch, watching his companion like a snake about to spring. "John!" said the sailor, stretching out his hand. "Ilands off!" cried Silver, leaping back a yard, as it seemed to me, with the speed and security of a trained gymnast. "Ilands off, if you like, John Silver," said the other. "It's a black conscience that can make you feared of me. liut, in Heaven's name, tell me what was that?" "That?" returned Silver, smiling away, but warier than ever, his eye a mere pin-point in his big face, but gleuii-: n f? like a crumb of glass. "That? On, l reckon that'll be Alan." And at this poor Tom flashed out like a hero. "Alan!" he cried. "Then rest his soul for a true seaman! And as for you, John Silver, long 'you've been a mate of mine, but you're mate of mine no more. If I die like a dog, I'll die in my dooty. You've killed Alan, have you? Kill me, too, if you can. liut 1 defies you." And with that, this brave fellow turned his back directly on the cpok, and set off walking for the beach. liut he was not destined togo far. With a cry, John seized t v e branch of a tree, whipped the crutch out of his armpit, and sent that uncouth missile hurling CAMERON COUNTY PRESS, THURSDAY, AUGUST 18, 1898. throigh the air. It st.mck poor Tom, point foremost, and with stunning violence, right between the shoulders in the middle of bis back His hands flew up, he gave a sort of gasp, and fell. Whether he was injured much or little none could ever tell. Like enough, to judge from the sound, his back was broken on the spot, but he had no time given him to recover. Silver, agile as a monkey, even without leg or crutch, was on the top of him the next moment, and had twice buried his knife up to the hilt in that defenseless body. From my place of ambush 1 could hear him pant loudly as he struck the blows. I do not know what it rightly is to faint, but I do know that for the next little while the whole world swam away from before me in a whirling mist; Silver and the birds and the tall Spy-glass hilltop, going round and round and topsyturvy before my eyes, and all manner of bells ringing and dis tant voices shouting in my ears. When I came again to myself, the monster had pulled himself together, his crutch under his arm, his hat upon his head. Just before him Tom lay motionless upon the sward; but the murderer minded him not a whit, cleansing his blood-stained knife the while upon a whisp of grass. Every thing else was unchanged, the sun still = 1 • t" j ' ■[ J? Silver burled kla knlf# twice In that defenseless bod j. shining mercilessly on the steaming] marsh and the tall pinnacleof themoun tain, and I could scarce persuade my self that murder had actually been done, and a human life cruelly cut short a moment since before my ej-es. But now John put his hand into his pocket, brought out a whistle, and blew upon it several modulated blasts, that rang far across the heated air. I could not tell, of course, the meaning of the signal, but it instantly awoke my fears. More men would be coming. I might be discovered. They had already slain two of the honest people; after Tom and Alan, might not I come next? Instantly 1 began to extricate myself and crawl back again, with what speed and silence I could manage, to the more open portion of the wood. As I did so, I could hear hails coming and going be tween the old buccaneer and his com rades, and tUis sound of danger lent me wings. As soon as I was clear of the thicket Iran as I never ran before, scarce minding the direction of my flight, so long as it led me from the mur derers; and as Iran, fear grew and grew upon me, until it turned into a kind of frenzy. Indeed, could anyone be more entire ly lost than I? When the gun fired, how should I dare go down to the boats among those fiends, still smoking from their crime? Would not the first of them who saw me wring my neck like a snipe's? Would not my absence itself be an evidence to them of my alarm, find therefore of my fatal knowledge? It was all over, I thought. Good-by to the Hispaniola; good-by to the squire, the doctor and thecaptain. There was nothing left for me but death by starvation or death by the hands of the mutineers. All this while, as I say, I was still running, and, without taking any no tice, I had drawn near to the foot of the little hill with the two peaks, and had got into a part of the island where the wild oaks grew more widely apart, and seemed more like forest trees in their bearings and dimensions. Mingled with these were a few scattered pines, some 00, some nearly 70 feet high. The air, too, smelled more freshly than down beside the marsh. And here a fresh alarm brought me to a standstill with a thumping heart. CHAPTER XV. THE MAN OF THE ISLAND. From the side of the hill, which was here steep and stony, a spout of gravel was dislodged and fell rattling and bounding through the trees. My eyes turned instinctively in that direction, and 1 saw a figure leap with great rapid ity behind the trunk of a pine. What it was, whether bear or man or monkey, 1 could in no wise tell. It seemed dark and shaggy; more I knew not. But the terror of the new apparition brought me to a stand. I was now, it seemed, cut of! upon both sides; behind me the murderers, before me this lurking nondescript. And immediately 1 began to prefer the dan gers that I knew to those I knew not. Silver himself appeared less terrible in contrast with this creature of the woods, and I turned on my heel, and, looking sharply behind me over my ehoulder, began to retrace my steps in the direction of the boats. Instantly the figure reappeared, and, making a wide circuit, began to head me off. I was tired, at any rate; but had I been as fresh as when I rose, 1 could see it was in vain for me to con tend in speed such an adversary. From trunk to trunk the creature flitted like a deer, running man-like on two legs, but unlike any roan that I had ever seen, stooping almost double as it ran. Yet a man it was. I could no longer be in doubt about that. I began to recall what I had heard of ' cannibals. I was witbin au ace of call- ing for help. But the mere fact that he was a man, however wild, had some what reassured me. and my fear of Sil ver began to revive in proportion. I stood still, therefore, and cast about for some method of escape; and as 1 was so thinking, the recollection of my pistol flashed into my mind. As soon as I remembered 1 was not defenseless, courage glowed again in my heart; and I set my face resolutely for this man of the island, and talked briskly toward him. He was concealed by this time, be hind another tree trunk; but he must have been watching me closely, for as •soon as I began to move in hisdirection he reappeared and took a step to meet me. Then he hesitated, drew back, came forward again, and at last, tc my wonder and confusion, threw him self on his knees and held out his clasped hands in supplication. At that 1 once more stopped. "Who are you?" I asked. "Ben Gunn," he answered, and his voice sounded hoarse and awkward,like a rusty lock. "I'm poor Ben Gunn, 1 am; and I haven't spoke with a Chris tian these three years." I could now see that he was a white man like myself, and that his features were even pleasing. His skin, wher ever it was exposed, was burned by the sun; even his lips were black, and his fair eyes looked quite startling in so dark a face. Of all the beggar-men that I had seen or fancied, he was the chief for raggedness. lie was clothed with tatters of old ship's canvas and old sea eloth; and this extraordinary patch work was all held together by a system of the most various and incongruous fastenings, brass buttons, bits of stick, and loops of tarry gaskin. About his waist he wore an old brass-buckled leather belt, which was the one thing solid in his whole accoutrement. "Three years!" I cried. "Were you shipwrecked ?" "Xay, mate," said he—"marooned." I had heard the word, and I knew it stood for a horrible kind of punish ment common enough among the buc caneers, in which the offender is put ashore with a litrtle powder and shot, and left behind on some desolate and distant island. "Marooned' three years agone," lit continued, "and lived on goats since then, and berries, and oysters. Wher ever a man is, says I, a man can do for himself. But, mate, my heart is sore for Christian diet. You mightn't hap pen to have a piece of cheese about you, now? Xo? Well, many's the long night I've dreamed of cheese —toasted, mostly—and woke up again, and here I were." "If ever I can get aboard again," said I, "you shall have cheese by the stone." [TO BE CONTINUED.) PRECIOUS PEARLS. Fanaon* (irmi Onofd by (irrnt La dlm of tlie Kuropran Court". The most curious among famous pearls is that which three cen turies ago the French traveler Tra verser sold to the shah of Persia for $075,000. It is still in the possession of the sovereign of Persia. Another east ern potentates owns a pearl of 12% carats, which is quite transparent. It is to be had for the sum of $200,000. Princess Youssoupoff has an oriental pearl which is unique for the beauty of its color. In 1020 this pearl was sold by Georgibus of Calais to Philip IY. of Spain at the price of 80,000 ducats. To day it is valued at $225,000. Pope Leo XIII., again owns a pearl left to hirn by his predecessor on the throne of St. Peter which is worth SIOO,OOO, and the chain of 32 pearls owned by Em press Frederick is estimated at $175,000. One million dollars is the price of five chains of pearls forming a collar owned by Baroness Gustave de Rothschild, and that of Baroness Adolphe de Rothschild is almost as valuable. But these ladies are enthusiastic collectors of pearls, and their jewelers have instructions to buy for them any pearl of unusual size or beauty which they may hap pen to come across. The sister of Mme. Theirs, Mile. Doane, is also the owner of a very valuable string of pearls which she has collected during the last 30 years.—Philadelphia Press. An KnKliih \V«*«lillnu Celelir# f-wn. A Liverpool medical man was called into attend a patient seized with cholera cramps as the result of excessive drink ing, and found together about a dozen persons, mostly young women, in a room with full glasses before them, a three-gallon jar of strong ale on the table, and several bottles of whisky, which from time to tame were replen ished. This remarkable session was kept up for five days, it was in cele bration of a wedlding, and all had saved up for weeks ini anticipation of the event. The father pawned his watch and most of his furniture; one young fellow pawned his coat, hat and watch. The whole party, 20 or 30 in number, slept together on the floors, or any where —the house being a small three roomed cottage in one of the streets of Tox Teth park. When the five days' revel was ended they all "proceeded to the house of Father .Nugent and signed the pledge." —Chicago inter Ocean. Ciirionlty SatiMtlcd. "What has become of that fellow called Three-Fingered Sam?" inquired the traveling man in a far western town. "Ilim as was alus gettin' mixed up in suspicions conoernin' bosses?" inquired Derringer Dan. "Yes. Isn't he hanging around here any more?" "I reckon he is —unless some o* the committee took a notion to cut Mm down since yistiddy."— Washington Star. A llnr»il<>»« lll»rn«r. "Teacher was tellin' us to-day about having moral character when he was young. Did yo-u have moral character when you was young, grandpa?" "I think so." "Didn't leave no marks, did it, grand• pa?"—Cleveland Plain Dealer. STEADFAST TO HIS DUTY. Rrmom Thai Were Allfgfd b T • Younjc Indiana N» lor llefim log t'onvrmluß. Many men have laid down their lives for their country and a still larger number for their families and friends, but to defy the devil and all his cohorts for (he love of others i.s a thing not fre quently encountered in this world of selfishness. Exactly this thing, how ever, was done recently by a young man at a camp meeting in Laporte county, Ind. It was the third day of the meeting. A large number hail been converted and the mourner's benches were well crowded, when the local clergyman, who was acting as first lieutenant to the important evangelist in charge of the work, approached a young man who stood in the rear of the seats busily chewing a cigar. "Come forward, John," said he."The kind arrows of conviction are flying straight to unrepentant hearts. Your father, mother, brothers, sisters, uncles, aunts and cousins are all in the fold. Come." The young man shifted his feet un easily for a moment, then threw away his cigar, brushed the hair out of his eyes, yielded to the persuasive hand of the clergyman and took a few forward steps. Suddenly he stopped and asked: "lias Cousin Hill Foote jined?" "He's under conviction and is now wrestling with Satan." "Then I can't go, parson." "But you will lose your immortal soul." "I'll have to chance that. We've been a powerful wicked family, parson." "1 know it. John, and I want to make a clean sweep. It's my duty." "Probably you think I hain't got no duties. It's this way, parson: I'll watch the game and if the devil bests Bill Foote. I'll jine." "And if he does not?" "Then I've got a duty to perform. I'll have to stay outside to swear and fight for the family."—Chicago Chron icle. HARD SOAP. Two Simple FormnlaN for Making the Common Kin«l for House hold 1 »e. A simple way to make a small amount of hard soap is to buy a can of prepared potash and dissolve it in one quart of cold water. The potash will cause the water to boil like lime when the mixture cools, and just be fore it is cold stir in five pounds of melted grease. Stir the soap for ten minutes over the fire, and then pour it into an old dripping-pan or some similar square-cornered dish. An old wooden box, if the joints are tight, is the best thing to put it into harden. Where there are stationary wasambs these may be utilized to cool the soap. When it is soft, cut it into suitable sized bars and let it become hard. It can be used 24 hours after it is made, but it i.s better for ripening a month. Still another way of making soap is with soda and lime. Dissolve six pounds of common washing soda and three pounds of unslacked lime in four gallons of boiling water. Let the mixture stand until the water above it is perfectly clear. Drain off this water. Now pour in two gallons of cold water and let it settle clear. Drain this second water off in a pan. Put six*pounds of clean grease with the lime and. soda, and let the mixture boil slowly for two hours till it begins to harden. Thin it as it boils with the two gallons of water which was drained into the pan. Add this water as it is needed; it will not require all, only enough to prevent the soap from boil ing over. When a little of the cooled soap hardens, add a handful of salt and mix well, and pour into a mold that has been well wet with water to prevent the soap sticking to the mold. When it is solid cut it into bars. Let the bars dry for three months. —X. Y. Tribune. Li\ lim Sweetly tinier Trial*. Many of us fiud life hard and lull of pain. The world uses us rudely anil roughly. We suffer wrongs and inju ries. Other people's clumsy feet tread upon our tender spirits. We must en dure misfortune, trials, disappoint ments. We cannot avoid these things, but we should not allow the harsh ex periences to deaden our sensibilities or make us stoical or sour. The true problem of living is to keep our hearts sweet and gentle ifi the hardest condi tions anil experiences. If you remove the snow from the hillside in the late winter you will find sweet flowers growing there beneath the cold drifts unhurt by the storm and by the snowy blankets that have covered them. So should we keep our hearts tender and sensitive beneath life's fiercest winter blasts, and through the longest years of suffering and even of injustice and wrong treatment. That in true, vic torious living.—J. 11. Miller, D. 1)., in Detroit Free Press. A Xew I >«*«•«> rat I oil Article. The latest thing to be utilized by the grasping decorator is the ribbed pasteboard similar to that in which bottles are wrapped. This dull, tinted, corrugated surface has attracted their artistic eyes, and they have boldly seized upon it to accomplish some very good effects. As usual, they take tlv country houses for their daring ex peri ments, because there um expects, or at least forgives any scheme in the way of decoration. The paste board is used in its natural color of a sort of coffee brown, or it is some times painted over in a dull red, green or yellow.—X. Y. Post. Hail Proof Mnoinvh. Gusher —So you think alcohol bad for the metnorv? Lusher —-Yes, indeed! It has offer made me forget, myself.—-San Francis co Examiner. When Hot Don't sweat and fret, but keep cool and take Hood s Harsaparilla. This is good advice, as you will find If you follow it. Hood's Sarsaparilla is a first-class sum mer medicine, because it is so good for the stomach, so cooling to the blood, so helpful to the whole body. Make no mistake, but get only Hood's 8 ;™;, America's Greatest Medicine. 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